Dying is Inevitable
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Death may not be terminal Yet in fact a terminal In the course of life No one plans to go there, but Gets there anyway It's almost time for us to go So where d' we go from here? Instead of acting childish Naive about our fate Encircled by denial Vexed by truths innate Instead of waiting silent Testing if it's true A life spent waiting silent Brings forth fears anew Latent premonitions, hidden from our eye Escape until before we know, we are about to die |
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Love is Hard, Face it
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Lingers still the sadness Of friendship lost in vain Veil of chaos passes Enigma is her name Incessantly she stalks you Searching for your heart Harvests it within her grasp And pricks it with a dart Recover, we do not Depression takes our hopes Feelings can't be fought Anger interlopes Conversation dies Each push comes to shove Iterated lies Tell me, is this love? |
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